Death Grandmother Poems | Examples
These Death Grandmother poems are examples of Grandmother poems about Death. These are the best examples of Grandmother Death poems written by international poets.
Adieu, Grandma. We loved you.
Christmas won't be the same without you.
We'll miss you a bunch.
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2026
Years back
Past track
Direction when I was loss
A Grand Mother praying having an influential force
Prayed together
Taught me how to pray and what to pray for
A Grand Mother who showed me the way to salvation
Educated me in biblical words
It became my one day understanding after while
When I thought death would consume me
A Grand Mother became a guiding light
As I write, tears fall
Thank You Grand Ma for rescuing me being my call
I miss you so
You were like no other
A Mother to many
Sweet and Gentle
Comforter beyond.
You know, granny, I am indeed autistic,
I still eat the same things I did as a kid:
Oatmeal breakfast, mac n' cheese lunch.
I both solemnly and fondly remember.
I will keep our memories, even as an old lady.
I know I am a spoiled child, but still thoughtful.
You loved me anyway, and I am so sorry,
You did things your way, why I slacked a lot.
I love you forever, even if you become another,
If we are to ever be reunited together.
In this life or in the afterlife or another life,
I know we'll meet again, somehow, someday.
I'll think of you when I eat my comfort meals,
These dishes you would always make for me.
Maybe someday, after I meet you again,
We'll have oatmeal for old times' sake.
I rearranged just two pieces of furniture:
A small table, a small ottoman with old suture.
I placed your orange faux flowers in a vase
Atop table on orange crochet cloth as a base.
This table display centered before the window
Of your spacious living room, in the sun's glow.
Your furniture as always shall stay the same.
Memories linger, of all the people who came.
In our sunlit living room, our loved ones cried.
I as well, for days, a week after you had died.
I thought I'd be strong enough to remain here,
But I must heal elsewhere, it's become clear.
I know your spirit is watching over everywhere
That you've been, alive and gone; here, there.
I know when the sun shines into your mansion,
It is your soul giving us utmost divine affection.
I sit here alone, staring at your empty chair,
You'll never again be doing things sitting there.
I wish you had lived at least until I got here,
Because to me you were someone so dear.
I sit here at your tall dining table by myself,
I stare at your red cardinals on every shelf.
I wonder if you are really with me in-spirit,
Or if it is delusional of me to assume it.
I wish I could have cried with everybody,
But you clearly didn't even want to invite me.
I'm sorry I was selfish not paying my own way,
I just thought you will pass away anyway.
But I know now, I am all alone, in missing you,
Everybody always has each other too.
But I am strong enough to move on,
In spite of my grief over how you're now gone.
I guess what I was trying to say to you,
The person I want to comfort me, is gone,
She was my favourite to come home to,
She enjoyed games in which I often won.
I just need to return to my new home,
Where I wait for the real lover I searched for,
Where there's no dogs so I can freely roam,
Where I have friends so life's not a bore.
I love you all, but I feel so lost without her,
I know she was also yours in her own roles.
But to me, she was better than my mother.
She and I somehow fit the same boot soles.
I may return to be here for my father's health,
But for now I value love and my wellbeing more
Than working to earn any amount of wealth,
More than mourning as I do her every chore.
I wanted to see you for a last time in-person,
But you let everyone else, except me, in.
I'm sad I will never see or talk to you again.
Surely we'll meet again, just unsure when.
So instead I am visiting here, in your absence.
But I'm not alone, I have my father's presence.
Though it's emptier here, I feel your essence.
I know nothing will make any difference.
I'm colouring at coffee table like in my youth.
I'm reflecting on what was the bigger truth.
I'm sorry for all the moments I was uncouth.
I miss how you sometimes had a sweet tooth.
I decided it is here I much rather not stay.
I just needed to be here for longer than a day.
I'm self-therapying slowly out of mood so gray.
Though you're gone, my love will not go away.
As I am watering your withering white roses,
I wish I had separate simple tall glass vases
To share each and every white rose with family
Who loved you as their mother and our granny.
But really symbolically this glass vase is rather
As transparent as we are when we're together,
So I never want to see us separate nor shatter.
Times we shared are the stems of each flower.
Just as we come and go thru life and death,
I'll water these roses until their final "breath."
Though your suffering lasted until the winter,
News of your final night pierced like a splinter.
I'll water these roses and your cactus plant.
I'll think of you as I sing to songs like a chant.
I still love you, I wish I could know if you know
I have a lot of self-growth I am going to show.
Since the second of the two of you had died,
I finally reached the day I no longer cried.
It was one of the last mornings of December,
I started laundry after waking from slumber.
I gathered all the towels around the house,
Walked down the stairs quiet as a mouse.
After I began the washing machine, I saw:
Two dimes, I knew it was you and grandpa.
I smiled, went to water your memorial flowers,
But as I carried a pail in dawn's sacred hours
Suddenly two big drops had fallen to floor,
I knew it was you two approving every chore.
I texted my partner I no longer have loud cries,
But I would still helplessly well-up in my eyes.
I know you two are watching over me though,
I know you two shall see how I'll further grow.
In Heaven, she has joy indescribable by words,
Surrounded by her husband and loved ones,
As well as her favourite kinds of birds
Bathing in a fountain which always runs.
Red cardinals flying gracefully everywhere,
Scarlet feathers falling onto her hair.
Her soul freely frolicking without care.
Trinkets in her home mean she's also there.
In her eternal awareness, she'll still observe
All the ways in which her family shall serve,
She'll be there for each of them at every curve.
She'll ask God to give what they most deserve.
Red cardinals placed everywhere in her home,
Reminding family she's both there and here.
In Heaven, she completes reading her tome.
She now knows she lived a life she held dear.
Even in death, as you laid cold but in peace,
You still had such a pretty, sweet face to me,
Like you, I hope I shall age just as gracefully.
Forever, my love for you shall never decrease.
You were taken from me so much too soon.
I'm recalling you as you were in each room
Of your home in which your soul shall loom.
I'll think of nights we spent, as I see the moon.
I placed a place mat for you at your seat,
I want to keep the chair pulled out for you.
I'll wash teapot when next year begins anew.
Your soul can sit with me: have tea and eat.
Even in your absence, I fondly remember
All of the times we'd laugh, talk, play, argue.
Even as I cry, I can't lie, I'll always love you.
I'll take care of all you left me and my father.
Using yesterday's news as a table cover.
While painting these blank wooden coasters.
Firstly applying coated layers of metallic silver,
Then stamping flowers in gold and red colours.
They say to try to preserve each fragile flower
That I chose from her funeral's viewing casket.
It's just I've no idea how, but I do still love her,
So instead I'll dip them in a paint-filled basket.
I decided instead of only grieving her absence,
I'll let my inner muse be creatively so free,
Make presents; make better known presence.
I realize I rather much be like her: keep busy.
So I'll make use of my grandma's newspapers,
In memory of her strengths as a lovely woman.
I'll be like her: one whose love never wavers.
I also now realize who I am as my own person.
Though you invited me after my begging,
You soon after had begun your shedding
Of soul from body that was suffering.
They saw you sat up, almost death-defying.
Your older sister told me you really loved me,
I know you did, but you could never fully see
The reasons why I will always simply be
A woman who just wants to live a life so free.
I saw you, lifeless, cold, I came to say bye.
I stood before you, secretly wondering why,
(Why now, why does it feel too soon) I cry.
Even when gone, your little smile is unshy.
I know everyone you knew loved you so,
But I loved you most, I'm unsure I can let go.
I feel I'm not special, our bond was though.
Your love for me always helped me grow.
You never said the actual truth to me,
But through it all, through them I see.
You never told your dying wish to me.
But I know how you wished I would be.
So I'll be reserved now even among family,
'Cause being misunderstood is my penalty.
And now I will become clean of things finally,
'Cause you're making me recall my divinity.
You never seemed to truly, fully love me,
But through the years, I loved you sincerely
In my own special way, so unknowingly
'Cause of then secret neurodivergent reality.
Everyone has favourites, I always knew it,
But I admired you and kept it a secret,
'Cause you never understood (not one bit)
That I want the life you lived (yes, all of it).
It just was not at all (to my inner child) fair.
You allowed them all to be with you there,
'Cause when it came to me, they don't care.
Now I no longer want to leave my soul bare.
I know all loved you, but my love's deeper.
I just never feel like I ever truly matter,
Why I never tried harder to be any better
Than who I used to be as a teenager.
Fate is cruel with this timing, but also kind,
I'm just glad I ever at all was on your mind.
I knew I would never see you again alive,
But I have your will for me to learn to thrive.
I miss playing word games with you.
I hope your soul is at least missing me too.
My love says my tears may keep you "here,"
But I know you'll bless me with mind so clear.